As It Is

The melodious sound of her laughter wafted across the room and Ben stared out of the corner of his eye at the person who'd made her laugh. Not surprisingly, it was a man. She had her hand linked in his and she pressed against him in such a way he had little doubt it had brushed against her pert breast.

Ben readjusted his glasses and swallowed painfully, pretending to study his papers but actually going back to their meeting a few hours before.

He had walked into the auditorium, hoping to use the time before the seminar to practice his speech. Unfortunately, someone had had the idea before him and was prancing about on stage, notes held in front of her, obviously engrossed in mumbling to herself, scanning the invisible audience.

He walked towards the stage and stopped at the bottom to wipe his smudged glasses. When he put them on again, he was staring at a woman. He judged her to be in her mid-twenties with high cheekbones and that just-waking-up-from-sleep set of eyes peculiar to Asians.

He must have been staring too intently, because she stopped and stared back, arms akimbo. He didn't appear to notice.

'Well?' he r voice jerked him back to reality.

'Umm, hi,' he squeaked. 'Benjamin...' what was his surname?

'Kim,' she said, saving him. 'Are you one of the speakers?'

'Yes,' he replied, sweat breaking out on his forehead. He'd just noticed something which required some delicate handling. Her skirt was not indecent, but with the full glare of the lights behind her, he could make out her dark triangle. He gulped.

'Nice to meet you,' she said. 'I was just practicing.'

'Your skirt,' he blurted out before he could stop himself.

'What about it?' she asked.

He couldn't go any further. She looked down, and said,'Oh!' without any embarrassment while he colored, looking away.

'Thank you Mr Benjamin. May I call you Benjamin?' she asked as she gathered up her notes.

'My friends call me Ben,' he said, slightly bolder.

'Mine call me Kim,' she smiled sweetly at him. 'I've got to run.'

She hurried out of the hall and he found a seat, a little too excited to practice after what he had just seen.

'Here he is!' someone cried, jolting him out of his reverie.

He looked up sheepishly as Kim settled in the chair beside him.

'Thanks for the warning Prof,' she said putting an arm around him. She turned to her companion,'Ben saved me a great deal of embarrassment today.'

She introduced hem both, and ordered some wine. They chatted, and he noticed she noticed she touched both of them a lot, Reason told him she loved touching people, but something deep down spoke of a special meaning the times she touched him.

Herbert left and they found themselves alone, talking of all kinds of things. Gradually, her speech became slurred and he realized she was getting tipsy. He offered to take her up to her room.

They went up in the elevator and he had to hold her up to prevent her from collapsing while he searched through her handbag for her keys. Instead, he encountered the usual jungle in ladies' handbags -- makeup, mirrors and various odds and ends. He finally found it but she had almost passed out. He had to carry her the rest of the way.

Once in the room, she straightened up and pushed him with a strength he found surprising. He landed unceremoniously in the sofa and she straddled his chest.

'What the...?' he began.

'Shut up,' she pinched his lips shut, then released them. 'Well?'

'You weren't drunk?' he asked.

'Of course not,' she said, smiling at him when his midsection jerked. Her hand had found its way into his pants and was fondling him through his boxers. His pipe elongated and pushed against his trousers. She unzipped him and freed his cock.

Kim leaned towards Ben and kissed him on the lips. He was not a great kisser so she took charge, her tongue and lips playing games in and out of his mouth as she stroked his hot penis.

She disengaged and got off his chest, as she began to strip. He watched her, following the gentle swell of her small breasts as they came into view, down past her navel and stopping at her mound on which there was a luxuriant growth of black hair. As she took each item off, she folded it in half and placed it carefully on the table -- including her white panties.

She swung a leg across his chest, presenting her ass to him as she took his cock into her mouth. He spread her butt cheeks and buried his tongue inside her. It was an almost comical sight -- the little lady stretched all the way across his seven foot frame, trying to take all of his monster cock into her mouth while his huge Roman nose bored into her sweaty asshole as he tried to get his tongue into her pink slit.

He hadn't shaved for a while, and soon his rough chin and cheek began to take it's toll on her thighs. She got off him and rummaged in her handbag, returning with a condom which she expertly slipped on him. At that moment his cock became flaccid, the latex hanging off it limply. He was deeply mortified.

He sat on the sofa, perfectly ridiculous in his glasses and suit with a limp dick sticking out of his trousers.

'It's okay' she cooed, going into her bedroom to fetch something. It smelt like menthol and looked slightly greasy. He watched her uneasily as she applied it all over his cock. It was hot in a way that wasn't heat.

'What's this stuff?' he asked, alarmed. His cock quickly became blood-engorged. He was so hard it began to ache.

'Chinese balm,' she said, smearing the last of it on his cock. She picked the condom off the carpet and tossed it in the wastebasket, fetching a fresh one from her handbag. She unfurled it over him and sat on his cock.

He grabbed her small ass in his big hands, the urgency of the burning sensation in his member urging him on. He slammed into her all nine inches of him. She loved a rough fucking, moaning her pleasure as the feelings began to climb.

As quickly as he had begun, he held onto her and ejaculated, leaving her behind. She tried to move, but he was already limp.

'Ben,' she whispered. He was fast asleep, snoring like a locomotive.

She sighed with resignation as she headed for the drawer where she kept her vibrator...